#killerot

[rosescut]

             ‘ I’M KINDA FISH OUT OF WATER HERE . ’ she admitted softly , looking over at the girl with a gentle smile . ‘ i kinda wanted to explore the world a bit before i was tied down with school , get more inspiration for a my portfolio y’know ? plus having lived in derry my whole life , i kinda missed out on the rest of the world . ’

@killerot  /  starter call .

[wantlongera]

you are so brilliantly talented. you give dolores such life and you are such an artist when it comes to how you write her. i’m in awe always and i’m so glad you got the idea of making her.

did u know? im love u alexander? and i get so happy to see your blogs on my dash every time u return to this blue hell site

[brenheira]

@ you for being such a lovely and refreshing presence on my dash. you’re talented, you’re funny, and you have amazing content. i’m so glad we’re mutuals.

@killerot

Say something positive about one of your RP partners in my inbox and I’ll @ them so they can see it! Let’s promote positivity!

THIS  ISN’T  FAIR  !!!! 

                    hi  im  love  u  sm  holy  h*ck  u  are  amazing  &  awesome  &  !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!  i  love  u  i  love  everything  abt  ur  blog  im  gonna  cry

[ciaosucker-a]

MEME / ACCEPTING / @killerot​ send ∞ to me and i’ll shuffle my itunes and the first six songs will be our muses playlist:

when it falls – casey lee williams and jeff williams i’m not dead – p!nk no light, no light – florence and the machine how come you don’t want me – tegan and sara better than that – MARINA handsoap – ragtagg

[divinehid]

             𝐀    𝐒𝐇𝐄𝐏𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐃    𝐎𝐅    𝐋𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓                     the candles flame flickering    /    *   i am out with lanterns looking for myself  .     something lost that can no longer be found                   (    innocence faded in the darkness  ,    a death laid among the grass  ,    a house stained with the blood of angels  .    and this  :    me  ,    rising slowly  ,    an existence that should not have happened    )                    a paradox of all things    /    𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙮 𝙘𝙤𝙡𝙡𝙞𝙙𝙚 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣 𝙢𝙚    /    such brutality  ,    such violence  .    dig your hands into this hallowed earth  ,    begging to feel the memories of life’s resurrection in your soul  .    but there is nothing  ,    only smoke    &    ash  ,    only the slow ebb of a tide receding into oblivion  ,    only the darkness  .          𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐧𝐝  ,    𝐰𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐧 𝐨𝐮𝐭  .           extinguished  ,    yet forging onward  .    perhaps it is the ache  ----      the hollowness  ,    that forces us to continue  .     the need to feel    &    to be felt  ,    to be seen  ,    to exist  ,    to have our names etched into the backs of teeth so that those who come after may never forget  .    (    but i exist to no one  ,    i am what is hidden    /     i am what can never be found  .     god watches    /    𝙞 𝙗𝙚𝙡𝙤𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙩𝙝    )     that is what will remember me .    the name spills free    /     like glass shattering  ,    like a star collapsing ,  i am forced into the narrative  .    seen  ,    for once  .        *   𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐝𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐠𝐧𝐢𝐳𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐞  ?       his eyes burn as they meet her    /     the city is a roar  ,    it claws at his skin  ,    desperate to tear him apart as the people press on all sides  .     nervous  ,    undone  ,    perhaps fearful  .      he flinches away  ,    steps reeled backwards    perhaps too fast for the human eye  .     a deep breath    /    words dragged violently through the grit of his teeth  ,    a cornered animal turned feral  ,    shoulders rising like the hackles raised on a predator  .                      ❝    i don’t like it here  ,    get me away  .    ❞                                 //                       @killerot

[nannydearest-blog1]

killerot replied to your post: winter is a straight up murderer. 

we all are here

stop stealing her thunder

[galahadic]

“   i am not scared   ---   you bet i came PREPARED.   “     /     @killerot      /      ♡‘d     /    morphine by the ninjas.

[vilemonster-blog]

                  𝐓𝐇𝐄    𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐇    𝐈𝐒    𝐎𝐍    𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐄                 ground  ,    salted    /    a declaration of consummation  :      be thine body  ,    thine soul  ,    thine heart  .       *   there stands a woman at the edge of it all  ,    the precipice of destruction itself  ,    with blonde hair    &    tilted melancholy  .                      (    𝙩𝙚𝙡𝙡 𝙢𝙚  ,    𝙝𝙤𝙬 𝙙𝙤𝙚𝙨 𝙖 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙘𝙝 𝙗𝙪𝙧𝙣  ?    )                      will you erupt in blue flame    /    in brimstone    &    the hottest fires of hell  ?    will your smoke be the pure white veil  ,    or will you solidify your death in the charcoal hued sin  ?                        𝐢 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐢 𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐧  ,    𝐢𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐟𝐚𝐢𝐫                       i am a ghost of divinity  ,    god’s grace left deep in the marrow of my bones  ----    lingering where it can no longer be scrubbed clean    /    i am a halo so broken the pieces are dust  ,    wings torn until they are nothing but memory  .     but to you i am only this  :    demon  ,    hell bringer  ,    𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙜𝙧𝙞𝙢  .                       (    when the divine have been unholy    /    unclean for so long that there is nothing left but memories buried beneath eons long agony    )                              ❝    aren’t you at least going to tell me your name  ?    ❞                          smoke unfurls slowly  ,    a cigarette left burning until it turns to ash  ----    may it burn until it takes the whole world with it  .    it seems quiet here  ,    aching  ,    drenched in a strange sort of magic  ;    borrowed or gifted  ,    history has bothered itself to forget  .    a step is taken forward  ,    head tilted idly as the silence churns like storm  -  water  .                      ❝    do you already know who i am  ?    i don’t see why we can’t be friends  .    ❞                                 //                       @killerot